Американские боги
Chapter 9
Heunscrewedthetopfromthesalt-shaker,pouredalittleheapofsaltonthetable."Butthejewelergetsareceipt,andassurancethathe’llgetthenecklacestraightbackassoonasSoapycomestotrial.Heiscongratulatedonbeingagoodcitizen,andhewatches,proudly,alreadythinkingofthetalehe’llhavetotellatthenextmeetingoftheOddfellowstomorrownight,asthepolicemanmarchesthemanpretendingtobeabishopoutofthestore,twelvehundreddollarsinonepocket,atwelve-hundred-dollardiamondnecklaceintheother,ontheirwaytoapolicestationthat’llneverseehidenorhairofeitherofthem."
Thewaitresshadreturnedtoclearthetable."Tellme,mydear,"saidWednesday."Areyoumarried?"
Sheshookherhead.
"Astonishingthatayoungladyofsuchlovelinesshasnotyetbeensnappedup."Hewasdoodlingwithhisfingernailinthespilledsalt,makingsquat,blockyrune-likeshapes.Thewaitressstoodpassivelybesidehim,remindingShadowlessofafawnandmoreofayoungrabbitcaughtinaneighteen-wheeler’sheadlights,frozeninfearandindecision.
Wednesdayloweredhisvoice,somuchsothatShadow,onlyacrossthetable,couldbarelyhearhim."Whattimedoyougetoffwork?"
"Nine,"shesaid,andswallowed."Ninethirtylatest."
"Andwhatisthefinestmotelinthisarea?"
"There’saMotel6,"shesaid."It’snotmuch.